[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

After paying enough legal fees, Loris provided services at home. In order to let Arthur wait for the trial with peace of mind, Loris used his connections to book the best hotel in the federal capital. Although it was not exaggerated to cover the entire floor, there was a spacious Ensuite is also adequate.Blu-ray went home and moved all the valuables, including Arthur's game compartment, before the seven-day protection ended.

After taking care of everything, Loris said goodbye to Arthur politely.

"Mr. Arthur, I have applied to the court for a trial protection period. During this period, you will not be disturbed by people related to the case."

This was enough, Arthur ordered three meals at the hotel with peace of mind, and began to play with his life with peace of mind.When Blu-ray, the power leveling task, took over, he could often see a chubby little robot squatting in front of the desktop brain, addicted to the game, and Arthur had more time to devote himself to "The Realm of the Holy Demon".

After carefully thinking about what to do after going online, Arthur closed his eyes and lay down in the game cabin to enter the game. As soon as he went online, he picked up the teleportation slate without hesitation. Zuckerberg really stopped to guard him. Before the ocean submerged, he almost paid the price of half a bone wing before finally escaping from the sky.

At the moment when he was wrapped in the transmitted light, Arthur tried his best to tear up the magic pattern representing the coordinates, and now he couldn't even talk about tracking.Zuckerberg's face finally showed anger, and he pressed down hard with his palms, but the silver-haired demons had disappeared into the light, and the slate left on the ground was also dim, obviously unable to teleport again.

This account...he has written it down!

Arthur staggered to the ground and overturned several furnishings in the room.The wound on the bone wing was more painful than imagined. Molière supported him in time, and took him to a chair beside him to sit down. Vera looked at Arthur with some concern, but unfortunately, healing spells were never dark What the faction's mages are good at, though they might be able to grab a cleric.

"I'm fine. How's the situation?" Arthur calmed down and took a look at his own blood line. The amount is directly bottomed out.He took a few sips of the potion he had made before from his backpack, and Arthur took a look at the reserve of the potion. He obviously needed to find time to refine some more, not only for himself, but also for two fellow clansmen.

"It's safe here." Molière's expression was slightly amazed, "Is this the place you arranged long ago?"

"No, but the boss here is a smart man." Arthur's blood line has picked up, and his mental state has improved. Thinking of the kitten, he looked at Vera questioningly.

"Here, I've been sleeping there, and I haven't woken up." Vera raised her chin and gestured to Arthur for the black cat sleeping in a ball on the bed. "It's hard to imagine that this is also our kin."

"Look out, it can hang you two and still have some left." Arthur picked up the kitten and stroked the fur on its back. Suddenly, the small body moved, and the kitten moved its ears, opening them in different shades. Yi's two golden cat pupils blinked twice before raising his head blankly.

The silver-haired demon looked at him with concern, the sparkle in the purple vertical pupil was as beautiful as the halo of the full moon.The kitten sniffed hard, and he could smell the strong smell of firethorn rose.

The firethorn rose was a variant of the fire rose he had planted in the desert, watered with his own blood, and grew with extraordinarily dense poisonous thorns.In addition to the natural weapon of the rose to protect itself, he will never allow anyone to approach or even pick off his roses, so he was even extremely angry at a certain moment when he saw the silver fox that broke off a flower branch that day.

Only this behavior cannot be forgiven!To pay for his disrespect with his life!

But when the silver fox turned his head in the moonlight approaching the full moon, the clear moonlight fell on his eyelashes, like the first sound of a zither played by a bard walking through the desert. In the picture scroll, the son of the moon god who bestowed power.

Coincidentally, the legendary son of the moon god is also a silver fox.That's why the fox clan has been in charge of the priesthood of the orc clan from generation to generation, no matter how many generations it has been passed on, it has not changed.

Approaching recklessly, the prey was disturbed unexpectedly, the air was full of the aroma of roses, and the crushed and falling petals fell on the yellow sand, and also stained the silver fox, with this unique and undissipated aroma , no matter the ends of the world, he will find the "son of the moon god" who broke his rose.

Now he has found it too. It is a coincidence of fate that his fragments have been with this person all the time.

"It seems a little silly," said Molière honestly.

"Meow!" A black shadow flashed by, and Molière crouched in the corner covering his face.

"Idiot." Vera laughed unceremoniously, and then took a small step back when the kitten stared over.

"I'm quite angry when I wake up, I'm not in the same group as him~"

"Okay, this is just a harmless little joke. Molière was provocative first." Arthur shook his head and laughed, and stretched out a hand to the kitten, "forgive him for now, he speaks more straightforwardly."

The kitten tilted its head and thought about it, as if something was wrong, but Arthur reached out his hand to make that little head have no time to think about other things, the whole brain was occupied by that hand, it jumped over happily, and then was hugged to the chest.

"You two go eat something and rest first... Forget it, I'll call for you." Arthur knew that the two of them must have been awake and waiting for his news. As companions who met by chance, they could do this The level is really impressive, and he is willing to lend a helping hand to such a fellow.

Both of them had bony horns growing on their heads. What made Arthur a little depressed was that even Vera, who was a woman, had much longer horns than him, and the hood couldn't cover them at all.The demon's bat wings can be retracted if necessary, but it will consume mana all the time, but the horns can't. The two go out with the horns on.

Carrying the clingy kitten downstairs, the number of adventurers in the familiar tavern has increased a lot. Arthur has read the announcement on the official website before going online, and this should be the third batch of players to enter the game. Although "The Realm of the Holy Demon" was complained about being extremely unfriendly to players, but with its excellent game technology and the strong support of the Federation, more and more players were attracted to it.

"Oh, you are back." The owner of the tavern leaned against the counter, still charming and charming, "I said at the time, you will become a big shot in the future, and I am really flattered to come back to this remote tavern ~"

"Because the boss here is a smart person, and a store opened by a smart person will always attract repeat customers." Arthur smiled faintly, his gorgeous silver hair and purple pupils were hidden under the hood.

"However, there is another prerequisite for being a smart person, that is, to be rich." The boss winked at Arthur coquettishly, and casually brought a bottle of good wine from the wine cabinet beside him.

"Are you interested, 50-year-old tequila?"

Arthur calmly comforted the kitten in his arms. The fluffy tail wrapped around his wrist too tightly, and it might leave red marks. Are you hungry?

"I want this wine, and I ask the boss to deliver it in person."

"How much can you offer?"

"one thousand."

"Generous guest, it makes me happy to trade with you~"

What should I do if I lack gold coins?Open the mailbox.

Arthur silently opened the mailbox again, and put two heavy bags of gold coins on the table when the boss brought up the food.

"This is the reward for your trouble." Arthur calmly pushed the gold coin towards the boss, "I want some initial city building materials, as well as a detailed map of the northernmost part of the mainland."

"Are you planning to build a city?" The boss raised his eyebrows. "It's a bold idea. If I hadn't watched you walk out from here, I would have thought you were born in this continent."

"Is this business to be done or not?"

"Of course!" The boss laughed loudly, his plump breasts were shaking, and he wiped away the tears while laughing at her, "It's been so many years, I've never seen anyone like you! As Fantic The head of the chamber of commerce, I am willing to bet on you! I will not accept any money from this business, I only hope to gain your friendship!"

Her voice gradually sank, almost feminine.

"You... will bring changes to this continent."

Molière looked at the boss who lost money and was still high-spirited, and then looked at Arthur. The silver-haired demon didn't blink, and accepted the "investment" with an almost arrogant attitude, without even promising anything during the whole process.As a new race, they should have been constrained in all aspects, but these tedious matters fell into Arthur's hands, and it seemed that none of them was a problem.

"Meow meow!" Finally, after they had finished talking, the kitten couldn't bear it any longer. It bared its fangs at the boss and made a threatening sound from its throat.Years of experience in business made this woman extremely sensitive. She faintly realized something, and got up to say goodbye tactfully.

"I'm going to check the supplies in the warehouse. It should be enough. If not, I will urgently get them from warehouses in nearby towns. Please don't worry." After speaking, the boss pointed at himself and showed a sincere smile .

"When there is no one in the future, you can call me Fantic."

"Why are you suddenly angry?" Arthur stroked the drooping cat's ears, and pressed them to the sides with a bit of mischief, but was quickly distracted by Molière.

"Do you want to build a city?" Molière could almost be called surprised. When the silver-haired demons talked about building a city, their arrogance and ambition could not be concealed at all. Hearing Molière's question, he smiled softly .

"If you don't build a city, where in this world will there be a place for us alien races?"

After saying such words, although the tone was calm, Molière felt his eyes heat up, and he almost couldn't control the sourness in his heart.Vera was more emotional than him, and was already sobbing softly.

"We... can no longer exist as human beings? The dark camp can't go back either..."

"Well, yes." Arthur also responded softly, his tone was like the early spring wind whirling in the wilderness, although a little bleak, but with warmth, "There is no turning back, we can only move forward. "

However, the light in those purple eyes was so bright, as if seeing a new world full of hope, the two transforming demons seemed to be bewitched, listening to the next words of the silver-haired demons almost like listening to an oracle.

"The orcs in the west, the humans in the east, and the elves in the south...the only way is to go to the north, to the severe cold." He paused, and bent his eyes in the most beautiful way, "I heard that there are a group of mobs there, and the climate is not good." Well, it's cold. But it shouldn't matter, the three of you together... plus you."

The kitten was tapped on the tip of its nose, and raised its head stupidly, forgetting to even get angry.

The silver-haired demon held out his hand to his companion——

"Together, we will build the main city of the demons there."